title: candlelight
rating: pg
warnings: none
fandom: harry potter
pairing: draco/hermione
summary: When he peered inside, he found no grand orchestras, no sea of violins singing in harmony, no solemn choirs swaying in time with the words that fell from their lips. All he saw was her. And he was immediately grateful for it, for she took up every inch of his vision. She filled him up so completely that were there a single other soul occupying the room, he might have burst from trying to hold it all in his sight.
The pale curves of her legs, stretching gracefully, cutting through the air around them, spun so quickly that his head spun with them. Her snaking arms, her curving torso, her feet that seemed to kiss the ground but never meet it-each part of her body moved with a fluid grace which left him unable to breathe.
chapter one: ballet slippers